5.30.2006

Le BBQ





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Millions of thanks to all...

5.27.2006

it ain't over till the fat ladies sing




Martha Wash and Izora Rhodes will let you have it!

Two Tons of Fun or Two Tons of Perfection?!

Martha and Izora were Sylvester's back-up singers on hits like You Make Me Feel.

Poor Izora passed away in 2004... R.I.P.

I feel that fire, Martha.

Enjoy: Two Tons of Fun Just Us.mp3

if i took a holiday




5.23.2006

talk to me.. like computers do







I love to hear computers talk.

As a kid I used spend hours programming my Apple IIe to say things like "Bo Hyatt is the antichrist". Bo Hyatt was one of the metal heads in my town... I could never get the phonetics down quite right... it always ended up sounding like "Bo He-it izzz dee antee kreest".

I was also scared shitless by Wargames. Anything that had to do with the potential apocolypse thrilled and horrified me. The Day After.. Testament... you get the picture. JOSHUA the talking computer was the best ever... "Would you like to play a game?"... ummm... yes, please.. howsabout we play fantasize about Matthew Broderick naked, JOSHUA?

And when talking about talking computers, how can we forget HAL9000? Methinks that the mp3 below may have been an inspiration for Mr. Kubrick.

Anyhoo -- I stumbled upon this recording from Bell Telephone Labratories from the early 1960's. It's pretty brilliant.

Enjoy: Synthesized Speech.mp3

5.19.2006

spoofy le spoof

hot summer track: Jiggle It





Okay. I can't get enough of Young Leek's Jiggle It.

Take a bite.

Enjoy: track removed

5.11.2006

bear?



So my friend Jamie at work took this photo at last night's Yankees/Red Sox game. He sent it to me this morning and wanted to know if the guy was a bear or not. I find this hilarious on a couple of levels.

First, am I the office bear expert?? Methinks no because of the overwhelming number of bears involved with SIRIUS OutQ. Perhaps I'm just the most approachable of the bunch.

Second, have the bears ingrained themselves in pop-culture to an extent that straight boys are now wondering if the hairy chap sitting next to them at an MLB game is queer?? Fun fun!

So I told my friend that I wouldn't necissarily classify this guy as a bear. I told him that I'd probably say he was a CHUNK(MJQ and I have been obsessed with CHUNK as of late).

I can decide if it's hot or gross that he shaved the Yankees logo onto his chest. Thoughts??

5.10.2006

i love you baby

5.07.2006

patrick's amazing race: random shots





Thanks, Patrick for an amazing day! I didn't get one fucking picture of you!!!

evidence: touching all five boroughs

evidence: smiling conductor

evidence: poetry in motion & dr. zizmor


evidence: downtown F train sign

evidence: GAP try-on w/ tag

evidence: P-A-T-R-I-C-K

evidence: atlas

evidence: taurus on GCT ceiling

evidence: starbuck's barista

evidence: nowhere


evidence: the phoenix


evidence: cute shirtless male tourist w/ tattoo




he was cuter in the darkness of the Phoenix

evidence: bar w/ pig




evidence: lady cop

evidence: 18 miles of books

evidence: boot scraper

evidence: vespa

evidence: skinniest building in NYC

evidence: formerly Mary's restaurant

evidence: Daddy O


5.05.2006

I'd rather have a papercut on my eye



Okay. So I think I'm starting to hate Target. I tend to get really horny about certain brands and then after a while they start to lose their luster. For example, I used to be sooo into JetBlue... I thought it was such a hot company and even tried to get a job in their corporate HQ. I have two JetBlue bags and a JetBlue T-shirt. Now.. I'm not so into JetBlue... their fares aren't super cheap anymore and their frequent flyer program is sorta lame. I was wooed by their in-seat entertainment and minimal branding and the informal voice of their advertising.

MJQ hates Target... with good reason... they donate to Republican campaigns and their pharmacy won't sell RU486. I on the otherhand gush about Target like many many others in NYC. I'm over pronouncing Target all Frenchy and shit.. Tarzhay... and I can buy my adult pre-moistened baby-wipes at drugstore.com (umm... seriously, have you tried these? they will change your life).

The video above is fucked up. If you need this sorta motivation at work then you're retarded. I don't ever want my company to try to motivate me with song. Pay me more or give me a comp day or just leave me the fuck alone for twenty minutes... that's all the motivation I need.

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